LOGINMy eighteenth birthday wasn’t just a milestone; it was supposed to be my rescue. For twelve years, I’ve been the Crescent Pack’s shadow, an orphan with no siblings to lean on and no parents to shield me. I had survived on the hope that the Moon Goddess would finally give me a place to belong, a soul specifically chosen to keep me company. I waited for a spark. Instead, I got a wildfire that consumed me. Being mated to Kai was the ultimate prize for every Beta in the territory, a dream they whispered about in the training rings. But the Goddess has a twisted sense of humor. She granted a wish neither of us wanted, and before the bond could even settle, Kai tore it apart. The rejection didn't just break my heart, it shattered something deep in my marrow. The physical agony was a dull throb compared to the humiliation, the sneers of the pack, the laughter of the elite, and the sight of my destined partner looking at me with nothing but disgust. In their eyes, I was a broken girl who should have chosen death over the shame of being rejected. They think the story ends with me crawling into a corner to wither away. What they don't know is that the blood of the weak can hold the oldest secrets. Deep beneath the surface, runes more ancient than the Alpha’s lineage are beginning to glow, pulsing with a power strong enough to destroy the chaos they’ve sown. My power isn't just waking up, it’s starving. And this time, it’s demanding far more than a simple apology. It’s demanding a reckoning.
View MoreThe silver thread glimmered like a dying star between my fingers as I pulled the final stitch. I had spent weeks carving a masterpiece out of a mess, breathing life into a gown that was little more than a hand-me-down from Nora, the chief maid. It was a relic of the royal palace, salvaged from the scrap heap of a life I was never meant to lead.
Lia stood beside me, the yellow of her dress blending seamlessly with her pale skin. She looked like a soft sunbeam, a stark contrast to me. With my almond-tinted hair and emerald eyes that seemed too large for my face, my fair skin was a curse, it made me stand out in a pack that preferred I remain invisible. No one ever looked past the surface to see the girl drowning in a pathetic, orphaned story.
“What if you get mated to Alpha Kai tonight, June?” Lia whispered, her eyes dancing.
“You know the tales. The Moon Goddess loves to bridge the gap, mating the lowest beta to the strongest alpha to create a perfect balance. That could be you.”
I held up the gown, watching the moonlight catch the beads. It glowed with an ethereal, haunting light. No one would ever guess this was once junk. It was my armor, built on sleepless nights and desperate hope.
“Can you imagine the fallout?” I countered, my voice tight.
“The Alpha of the Crescent Pack tethered to an orphan? The clan would be the laughingstock of the territories. I’d be humiliated far beyond the small cruelties we face now. Kai is a warrior, Lia. He isn’t the kind of man who knows how to mend a soul as shredded as mine.”I pulled the dress on, the fabric cooling my heated skin.
“Besides, I don’t want to spend my life serving a pack that never offered me a home. Why should I shred my spirit to lead people who treated me like a ghost?”
We walked toward the palace hall, the grand stone arches looming like the mouth of a beast. With every step, the rhythm of my heart grew louder, a frantic drumming against my ribs. By the time we reached the heavy oak doors, the sound was deafening. Music sounded like senseless noise and the smell of celebration suddenly made me feel nauseous.
“I can’t wait for us to finally belong somewhere. Good luck, June,” Lia whispered, squeezing my hand before drifting toward the dance floor.
The moment she left, I vanished into the shadows of the crowd. I watched the room like a spectator at my own execution. Slowly, the moon reached its peak. It felt like a cruel competition. Every passing second, a gasp would erupt, another Beta finding their mate, another couple entwining their souls.
I stood in the corner, my knuckles white as I gripped the silver fabric of my skirt. I began to pray, a silent, choking plea to the Moon Goddess.
Life has taken enough from me, I thought, my throat burning. Don't take this, too.
“Goddess, please,” I choked out, a sob threatening to break through.
“Even if you give me an orphaned beta like me, I swear on my parents’ graves, I will love him. I will cherish him. Just give me someone to call mine. Please.”
Suddenly, the music died. The air in the room grew heavy, charged with a static that made the hair on my arms stand up.
“Caska?”
It was Kai’s voice, deep, resonant, and laced with a rare note of alarm. My eyes followed the crowd’s gaze to the center of the hall. The Seer, Caska, stood frozen. She was the pack’s shield, a woman of terrifying, mysterious power. Usually, she was the picture of composure, but now her eyes had rolled back, showing nothing but a blinding, milky white.
A cold shiver raced down my spine. Something inside me, something ancient and dormant, stirred in response to her trance. I felt a pull in my gut, a golden tether tightening. I didn’t like the eerie feeling.
“Alpha Kai…” Caska’s voice wasn't her own; it was layered, echoing like a chorus of spirits, almost like the moon goddess was speaking through her directly. Her eyes flickered back to life for a split second, landing directly on me in the shadows, before they went white again.
The silence was absolute. You could hear the flicker of the torches on the walls. Kai stepped toward her, his powerful frame tense, his scent,cedar and storm clouds, filling the room.
“Speak, Seer,” Kai commanded, his Alpha aura radiating enough heat to singe the air.
Caska’s head snapped toward the crowd, her finger trembling as she pointed toward the dark corner where I stood, trembling in my silver-beaded rags.
“The destiny of the Crescent Pack is no longer in the hands of the strong, but in the blood of the hidden. Alpha Kai… is mated to June, the Orphaned beta.”
The room erupted into a deafening silence. I felt Kai’s gaze hit me like a physical blow, cold, shocked, and utterly lethal. The bond snapped into place.
“The moon goddess must have made a mistake.” I say it almost immediately.
Slowly, sneers and whispers of mockery fills the hall. I do not need to lift my head up to know I’m being mocked.
“She must have surely made a mistake.”
I swallow hard. I comfort myself reminding me that all my life, I’ve been tagged unworthy. This shouldn’t come as a surprise.
My sheer strength collapses when I notice blood dripping from the side of my lips.
“You’re severing the mate bond?” I hate how obvious it is to the ear, my trembling voice.
“Did you think I was going to let the moon goddess tie me and my clan to the fate of a woman who can’t even trace her own history?”
“There’s only one way place you can lead my clan to with your pathetic self, and that is to oblivion. But I will not watch my kingdom be buried into ruins just like your father and your mother.”
“I, Alpha Kai of the Crescent Pack reject you, June Dore as my mate.”
The question hung in the humid air of the bedroom, heavy and vibrating with a fragile, heartbreaking weight. “Look at me and tell me the truth, do you really love me?”Her lower lip trembled, and those large, tear-filled obsidian eyes stared into mine, searching for a lifeline. I felt the breath leave my lungs. A brief pause stretched between us, a microsecond where the universe seemed to stop spinning, waiting on my answer. My wolf roared in agreement, a thunderous, undeniable affirmation that echoed through every fiber of my being. “Yes,” I breathed, the word torn from the deepest, most honest depths of my chest. “Yes, Lia. I love you. I am so sorry it took me getting broken to see that you are my entire world.”The moment the words left my lips, the last remaining distance between us vanished. I didn't wait for her to reply. I couldn't. I bent my head and captured her lips with mine.The kiss was instantaneous, explosive, and entirely consumed by a raw, desperate hunger. It wasn
The silence that followed my threat was absolute. I watched the mighty Alpha Kai, the man who had frozen me out of his life for months, stand paralyzed before me. His hand hung in the air between us for a fraction of a second before dropping uselessly to his side. The raw agony in his eyes was almost beautiful.For the past few days, I had been the weak one. I had been the pathetic, arranged wife weeping in a massive, empty bed, praying that my fated-mate-rejected husband would see me as something more than a transactional merger. I had watched him pine after June, a ghost who didn't even want him, while he used my father’s wealth to rebuild his pack’s crumbling infrastructure.But the weeping girl was dead. Kai had killed her himself.Looking at him now, shattered, desperate, and pleading for a forgiveness he hadn't earned, a cold, brilliant realization washed over me. Pride was a dangerous thing. It had blinded Kai, and now, it was blinding him again. He thought I was just angry. H
“I’ll try to make things right Dorian, it might not be all successful but we can work around it.”Dorian looked at me, worry, ease, tension and fear all settling into his facial features. A slow, genuine smile broke through his rugged beard, softening the hard lines of a warrior’s face.“This, Kai, is the man I grew up with.”His words tasted like ash and hope all at once. He patted my shoulder, a heavy, grounding weight, before turning to leave the hallway. As his footsteps faded down the stone corridor, the silence of the pack house rushed in to suffocate me.‘The man he grew up with.’If only Dorian knew how hollow that man felt. For days, I had been a ghost driven by a singular, burning obsession: justice. I had built a fortress of ice around my heart, convinced that burning the world down was the only way to keep my people safe.And Lia and June had been the casualty of that war.June was my mate. The Moon Goddess’s perfect design, a gentle soul whose laughter used to have the
I walk to the mirror, the tall one in the corner, the one I use to check my appearance before Kai comes to bed, the one where I've spent months practicing smiles I don't feel.The woman staring back at me is a stranger.Her eyes are red-rimmed. Her lips are pale, bloodless, pressed into a thin line that looks more like a scar than a smile. The bite mark on her throat, his bite, his claim, his brand, stands out against her skin like a bruise that never healed.And her hands are shaking.Not with fear.With rage."She stole everything," I whisper to my reflection. The words come out raw, shredded, nothing like the soft, patient voice I've been using for months. "My past. My present. My mate."The reflection doesn't answer. It just watches me with hollow eyes, waiting for me to say the thing I've been too afraid to admit.She's going to steal my future too.The thought lands like a blade between my ribs.I press my palm against the cold glass, and for a moment, I imagine it's Lia's face
“Do not think of it in such common terms, June,” he whispered, his voice smooth as silk but heavy as lead. “You are looking at this through the lens of human morality, but we are wolves. We are creatures of destiny and design.”He stepped even closer, his heat radiating through my thin, silver dres
Kai’s large hand buried into Lia’s hair, pulling her head back just enough to allow him to graze her neck. He was suckling at her skin, a slow, possessive mark of a new Luna, claiming her in front of the very woman he had discarded moments before.I was crouched on the floor, my fingers digging so
“Funny because I didn’t even want you as a mate. I asked for everyone but you.” I say it too quickly. It slips from my mouth before I can take it back and loud enough for everyone to hear. His already darkened gaze darkened even deeper.“What did you say?” The whole hall is quiet, too quiet. I’ve
The silver thread glimmered like a dying star between my fingers as I pulled the final stitch. I had spent weeks carving a masterpiece out of a mess, breathing life into a gown that was little more than a hand-me-down from Nora, the chief maid. It was a relic of the royal palace, salvaged from the
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